The arrival of the afternoon train was an event of social importance in the little town of Dry River. Everyone who had the time was on hand to comment on the new arrivals. Today however, a wall of stony silence faced the one man who got off the train. Hank Benson looked around with an air of uncertainty, then he smiled warmly as Jim Howells, the stage driver, broke through the crowd and came toward him with outstretched hand...